10/13 And this strange,, terrible, uncouth creature was he, Sergey Golovin, and soon he would be no more! Everything became strange. He tried to sit down--and it seemed strange to him that he could sit. He tried to drink some water--and it seemed strange to him that he could drink, that he could swallow, that he could hold the cup, that he had fingers and that those fingers were trembling. He choked, began to cough and while coughing, thought: "How strange it is that I am coughing." "Am I losing my reason ?" thought Sergey, growing cold. "Am I coming to that, too? |